A VOICE
In the midst of my quietude, I hear a voice,
that still quite voice,speaking in rhythm,
so clear and pure to be ignored,
so true and sincere to be denied
waves of passion and desire lingering stealthy within me.
A longing to be free,renewed and reborn.
A desire to touch the voice,
passion for freedom from my own self,
The voice of God.
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